Dead bodies everywhere with smell so bad people finally care...
Skin crawling up and down with bugs and maggots making a frown.
My skin is eaten by a bear with blood red eyes with no hair...
My skin falls off every wear. With maggots in my teeth and hair...
I scream but know one is there
I guess death took them out somewhere.
I'm still alive in this place but I noticed I'm dead because of my bloody face.
People dying everywhere, it's almost like a dead nightmare.
Now I told you all I know...
Now it is time for death to go.
THE END
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